"There is no power to protect, let alone change the ways of this chaotic world. A Vajra broadsword fell in the middle of the field with wind and thunder, shattering the stones and cracking the air, as if refuting the prophet's words.

"Hah!" the Prophet smiled inexplicably, and an invisible circle of light emanated from his body, shaking the flying stones into dust.

When! Gold and iron clashed, and there was a fierce sound.

"Cut, isn't that enough?" the man leaped past the Prophet and walked into the field without turning his head, then drew a heavy metal broadsword with one hand and carried it away.

"Yes, it seems that the tribe will have another strong warrior in the future. ”

The Great Wilderness is an endless land, in which human beings occupy a pitiful little land, and this has been passed down from generation to generation.

The ancestors have gone through countless years and have been undefeated with weapons, so they have the name of today's Tianyuan Vast Nine Extremes Divine Continent.

However, although the vast Shenzhou is named, there are countless wild beasts in its mountains, rivers and soils, and there are infinite mysteries in the natural cultivation, and there are also countless alien races.

In the face of the harsh living environment, and in order to resist the invasion of foreign races on the land of Shenzhou, there were seventy-two emperors and one hundred and eight emperors under the ancient kings to sit in the Shenzhou region, one for their clan to open up the territory and consolidate the land, and the other for the king's passport.

In the continuous conquest of the human race, after endless years, there are more than 800 kings and 3,000 monarchs waiting for the boundless wilderness, and in the second time, the human race is fighting for the 800 ancient realms and 3,000 continents.

And the peaks of the Cangye Mountains, the heavy dragon of the North Mountain, is located in the Shenzhou three thousand away, its mountain poisonous insects are rampant, its Sichuan is fierce and lying in the wilderness, countless water sources are occupied by the fierce beasts of the Great Wilderness, the tribes here continue to march to the Great Wilderness, and constantly compete with the fierce beasts for food.

However, everyone sacrificed their lives, and more people were just reduced to blood food, turning into filth and nourishing this ancient world.

The people of the great wilderness here are not divided into men and women, the annual rings, whether old or young, are all born for war and die for war, only fighting, only fighting, only blood and fire can illuminate tomorrow.

At the beginning of the day, all souls began to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, spit out the turbidity in their bodies, and thus purify themselves and enhance their physique.

The habits passed down from generation to generation, the motivation from the oppression of life and death, motivates everyone to move forward, forward, to the end of life.

"Steady, punch fast, and keep the strength. "One move, one punch, one leg, one board and one eye, rigorous in drinking. The people in training and the surrounding crowd hurriedly gathered their minds, continued to exercise, sat cross-legged and exhaled the vitality of heaven and earth, and absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon.

Ten thousand rays of light fell from the sky, ten thousand golden flowers bloomed on the earth, the brilliant world, and the sparkling world, once again began the battle for hegemony of all races.

"Okay! Today is over, remember today's struggles, look forward to tomorrow's food. ”

There was a thunderous shout, and the shock woke everyone up, and the sore body and stinging heart that didn't cry dispersed in a burst of panting, leaving a quiet field.

"One, two, three,...... , one hundred and eight ......" The sound of a vigorous shout sounded again, and the people around him were not surprised and ignored it.

One person's persistence, one heart's obsession, and the undefeated martial arts dance in all directions, are destined to be lonely and helpless on the road to becoming a king.

Fighting endlessly, arrogant and unyielding, the fire of life burned the world and destroyed, a sword split the emptiness, and a blade of light in all directions.

The dream continues, the will is inherited, even though the eternals have passed, and the glory of the world has been lonely, but the world has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the belief of "the world of the human race" is engraved on the soul for life.

Unyielding, struggling, I don't know what I'm resisting all my life? What are I afraid of? Let the time be so urgent, so anxious that the sun rises and the moon sets, and still fights hard.

Looking at the same appearance, many people will smile, not marveling at his persistence or persistence.

Lonely old men wiped those spears and stone hammers, some carrying huge maces and wielding them, looking for their former strength in the sun. He said that he was not old yet.

A broadsword is sharpened and shiny, and the blade is as bright as the great sun, and the bright light is telling its edge like everyone passing by.

Chonglong North Mountain is very large and very small, a mountain, carrying thirteen villages, ancestors have lived here for generations, from ancient times to the present, and perhaps from now to the future, it has always been the case.

The smoke curls up, the lights are lit and on, and where there is a home, there is warmth, and where there is home, there is liveliness.

Kita Village is very large, with a population of several hundred, and it is said that it will break through to 1,000 people in a few years. Simple villages, simple life, full of the warmth of home.

There is an ancient cypress on the top of the mountain, perennial green as jade, more than ten people can not surround the main trunk straight to the heaven and earth, the branches and forks cover the sky, like an inverted bowl to block countless storms and rains.

Strangely, there were no birds or beasts left on it, and according to the old people in the village, the tree had grown into a spirit and had existed here for an unknown number of years.

Every once in a while, it would attract heavenly punishment, and countless thunderbolts would fall from the sky, shaking a hundred miles and turning the day upside down.

"Haha, I grabbed the biggest piece of meat, I'm willing to bet and lose, give me another piece!"

A group of children are mischievous and mischievous, and a series of battles have started around eating, and several people are indispensable to be lively together, not to mention a group of half-sized boys.

Looking far away, the sky is high and the earth is wide, the stars are light and the clouds are shining, and the night is quiet as usual.

Beicun is guarded by ancient cypress, and for many years the wind does not enter the heavy rain, but it is surrounded by mountains, ancient trees into a sea of forests, and there are countless wild beasts that threaten everyone's lives.

At a certain price, those coarse meat omnivorous foods become a hearty bowl of food, mixed with edible wild vegetables and wild fruits, which can also be kept full for a long time.

There is a powerful battlefield in the village that hunts fierce beasts, but not always the harvest is obtained, and in the mountains and dangerous mountains, some birds of prey and fierce beasts can easily defeat the warriors. Every hunt is accompanied by a fight to the death, either you live or I die.

If there is a change, it is self-improvement, and only by being strong can we choose to change. No one was willing to risk their lives to fight for food.

Blood-stained food is incomparably precious, it is a flame that survives the cold, it is also something connected to one's own destiny, it is the future and the hope.

Fortunately, in the future, they will fight for their own destiny, protect their homeland, open up a way forward for the next generation, lay a piece of sky, and plant a seed called hope, and they will fight the great wilderness like their ancestors.

The Great Wilderness, a savage place in the course of human life. This is a wasteland unexplored by the human race, where wild beasts are alive, full of unknown mysteries and dangers.

Since countless Terran villages moved here, this ancient world has had a protagonist, and each mountain here has a clear name.

The strong are proud of conquering the Great Wilderness, and under the effect of ambition, the Great Wilderness is constantly conquered, and a performance of life and death is staged, and blood flows on the land of the Great Wilderness, nourishing the seeds of the coming year.

In the future, who can regard the Great Wilderness as their own territory, and hold the sun and the moon without sinking.

It's a pity that the wild beasts are too strong, the human race is not invincible in the world, the wilderness is endless, the beasts are endless, and the human race is still too small.

Even if countless sin clans have spread out here for thousands of years, they can't compare to the ten thousand spirits that were born and raised, and the Great Wilderness Terran can only continue to conquer, continue to shed blood and sacrifice, and exchange life for life.

Sometimes the strong can't take advantage of the strangeness of all beasts, so the weak can only hide in a corner of the land and secretly multiply, dreaming of conquering the wilderness all day long.